Gotham's most quiet night in what felt like in ten years. The masked vigilantes see no one except for the occasional homeless man desperately searching for anything eatable. Batman and his son, Robin, scaned Gotham all night for any trace of crime among the gargoyles. The darken kingdom begins to lighten showing the first morning glimmers. Calling it a night, the heros start their way back to Wayne manor, listening to the buzzing police scanners in the Batmobile. Many comments shared between offices depicting the uneventful Gotham night. One said that he hadn't seen a night this peaceful in over twenty years.

Someone catches Batman, Robin, and every police officer on patrol off guard. Officer Ben Wallace requests for imminent back up over on 10th and Waterbury Avenue claiming to have sighted the Joker slinking into a ally. Impossible, the Joker should be back at Arkham Asylum in his permanent padded room, or rather he should be. Batmobile abruptly turns arounded heading towards where the sighting took place.

"Finally some action," Robin scoffs to himself. Batman has them at 10th and Waterbury in a matter of minutes. Hidden by the darkness of an ally, out of the Batmobile hops Batman and Robin. They take to the building tops leaving the car parked lying in the street below. Scaling roofs, they search for any sign of the psychopath escapee. The great detective doesn't even find a single reminisce of Joker. Traveling another block, then they see in the distance something swaying from a street light. Under closer inspection of Batman's built in binoculars sees not a thing but a person. Batman and Robin quickly make their way off from the roofs and a crossed the street to the feet of pole. At the neck of the light pole dangles the limp body of the Joker. He's badly batter and bruised.

Joker's lifts his head tries to open his yellow eyes reaction of the footsteps against grey cracked cement, his left eye is purple as his suit and swelled over. "Batman? Is that really you?" Joker chokes. A steady stream of blood trickles out from the corner of his mangled red lips. "I've never have been more glad to see you and your pretty little bird boy too." He's frowning.

"Joker," Batman's voice is stern and yet shaking. "What-happened?"

"It was just horrible Batsy. I was just walking along when this girl jumped me! She broke my leg in a single strike," Joker is faint, his voice is weak. "She kicked my ass, I had no chance against her. After she strung me up she told me to stay where I belonged otherwise I won't ever laugh again." Batman noticed something wet dripping off Joker's face, they were tears. The Joker is crying, not from laughing so hard. No, these where tears of fear. The Dark Clown has been broken. Who had very violently beaten Joker to the point where he feared death.

Batman scans Joker's body showing the depths of Joker's wounds. Damian didn't even come close with a crowbar to savage bashing Joker had just received. Cracked arms, splintered ribs, and broken legs. Then there are countless cuts and gashes reaching the bone. And yet no major organs or arteries had been punctured. This brutal work had to have been executed by a trained assassin. Batman noticed nickel shaped specs of something in bedded in the some of the cuts. Gentle, Batman lowers Joker to cold cement sidewalk, leans him up against the pole, and delicately removes on of the flakes from rift in Joker's skin. Batman examines the jaded colored, smooth, thin flake.

Batman starts to ask Joker another question but stops at the realization that Joker had pasted out, probably due to the concussion he was given. Batman kneels over the paled skinned vilian. Robin tugs on his father shoulder, alerting him to the growing strength of police sirens. Batman stands, places the flack into a small bag from one of his poaches on his utility belt then returned the item to the same poach. Batman and Robin dash off under the remaining cover the dark fading night.

Back inside of the Batmoblie Damian speaks, "Joker deserved everything he got tonight."

Bruse doesn't say anything. He's lost in his thoughts as the black armored tank zooms gracefully through Gotham's streets. He wonders who could have done this to the Joker?

Above is just a snippet of the first chapter of the Batman FanFic I'm working on. I'm not sure yet what to name it yet. The rest of the chapter should be up soon.

A new crime fighting family, Animal House Company (AHC), has moved into Gotham and their tactics are a bit too rough and rash for The Caped Crusader. Tasha Vanhoff or White Fox-the leader of AHC and is old friend of Mr. Wayne-is cocky, stubborn crime fighting CEO of LightTech, seems to be hiding secrets. LighTech which is a research and developing company; specializing in medical advances, agriculture production in cities, and building equipment to better protect soldiers over seas and the police at home. Gotham prospers with the rise of LightTech and crime dissipating by the force of the AHC. On the other hand, Gotham's beloved Wayne Enterprises is in danger of being put out of business. But LightTech isn't the only problem Bruce is facing one of the members of AHC knows the identities of the Bat Family. She is the killer teen, Jade Dragon.

Bruce Wayne and Batman will be force to except the rowdy gang or shut them down permanently. But ever way a storm is coming and it's bringing a war to the streets of Gotham.

The Animal House Company is filled with young meta-humans, who is under the guidance of White Fox, are set out free to trackle crime in Kingdom of Darkness. They use brutal tactics to rid the city of its filth. White Fox has been building her small army up over the years, scouring the world for the most powerful meta-humans and bringing to Gotham where she prepares them to fight up against the monster armies of the Naturlists. The Naturlists believe that technology is rapidly choking the planet, they plan to rid the world of technology starting in Gotham, the world's technology hub itself. Then they plan on destroying the rests of the worlds cities and starting the human race over. The army was created by Dr. Henry Nimh, a mad scienist messing in the world of genetics often combining humans with animal traits (Wings from birds or how eels create electricity).

I am playing as White Fox in the search for the members of AHC. I am asking for your help. Create a character you wish to see as a team member in the comments below or PM me them by filling out the guide lines. I prefer if the character stuck to an animal theme but if you have a better character that's fine.

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